"Stella bathes in a tub filled with 30 gallons of green gunge."
There's nothing like taking a nice bath. Especially it it's in a claw foot bathtub filled with 30 gallons of icky sticky goo. This was more gunge than I had tackled before, and I found myself just running my fingers through it in awe. The feeling was sublime. It slightly melted from the heat of my wanting fingers and stuck onto me. I picked it up in globs, watching it slowly drip back into the awaiting pool. I dipped one of my leather boots in, then the other. Slowly letting it rise up my tight black jeans. As I lay back, I could feel it climbing up my blouse, slowly seeping into my clothes. It was intoxicating. I wanted more. I dipped my head in over and over. The mess clung to my as I pull out, covering my head even as I sat up. I needed to pull the mess away just to catch my breath. Slowly I filled my clothes until I couldn't stand being in them any longer. I stripped down until I was in my one piece. Once that had been filled to the brim, it too had to go. Finally, it was just me, the gunge, and unfathomable pleasure.